Cycle. 


It feels like only yesterday that I cut the cake 

And now again, some same faces and some ghostly memories 

Knock my door with age leading on 

Its a celebration of death, it seems 

But also of a chapter coming to an end 

And commencement of another 

A day it takes for a beginning to begin another adventure 

Be it in my room or out in the world. 

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